Lu Jiang was eager and raring to go, "Great, our family’s bicycle is finally put to good use."
Initially, he borrowed a bicycle from a comrade, now he’s riding his own big Phoenix.
Back then, it was cold, wrapped in a military coat with a dog skin mat underneath. Now, in June, the sun is blazing, without a dog skin mat, just a cotton one. Feng Qingxue specially wore a white shirt paired with a black skirt, her long black hair styled in a fishtail braid, and wore a straw hat, looking intellectual and graceful.
Sitting sideways on the back seat of the bicycle, the skirt hem fluttering slightly.
Seeing them flash by, the military family mbers cooling off under the tree shade were stunned.
"Isn’t that Lu Jiang and Xiaoxue?" The speaker was Guo Yan, sitting opposite her was Guo Cui, gossiping, along with so family mbers of veteran cadres and a few younger won chatting with them, all military families.
Guo Yan thought she was seeing things, so she rubbed her eyes and asked Guo Cui.
Her grandson lived at the Lu Family ho, so Guo Cui visited more often than Guo Yan and knew Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue earlier. Before Lu Jiang approached, she recognized him. Now upon Guo Yan’s question, she smiled and said, "Who else could it be? I think they look exactly like when they were young."
"How can they look like when they were young? They clearly look like young people. Lu Jiang is one thing, but his revolutionary partner Qingxue seems never to age. The first ti I saw her she was like this, and she still is now."
The one saying this was Ye Qing, whose son Li Jun was Jiang Xiaoyue’s childhood friend and betrothed, only to be engaged rescinded by the Jiang Family due to issues with his character. Of course, Ye Qing believes Lu Tianjun intervened and even went to cause a stir at the Jiang Family’s ho. If not for Feng Qingxue saving her child later, reconciliation would have been impossible.
Her old Li was decent, as they moved into the Capital Military District’s compound early, but can’t compare to Lu Jiang in achievent. Old Li hasn’t been promoted for years, likely to retire from his current position and be replaced.
Ye Qing spoke with so wistfulness, but so find Feng Qingxue’s style inappropriate.
"The child has grown up, gone to college if I recall, at her age dressing like a young lady so flamboyantly, isn’t she afraid of causing bad influence? Our military compound is a dignified place."
Ye Qing glanced at the woman speaking, plain-looking, rough hands and feet, didn’t recognize her, and was too lazy to respond.
Guo Yan and Guo Cui usually interacted with high-ranking officials’ families, didn’t know who this middle-aged woman belonged to either, first ti cooling off together today. Smiling, they shifted the topic.
Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue are happy enough, no need to speak for them in front of others and cause resentnt.
Reform and Opening-up will soon be upon us, Feng Qingxue cares little about people’s negative remarks on her dressing, as a woman, who doesn’t want youthful beauty forever? After all, she’s not pretending to be young.
Now, at Lu Jiang’s advanced age, he was in high spirits, "Let’s eat first, then go to the departnt store."
"On such a hot day, you’re treating to pork knuckles?"
"I’ve already inford Xiaoyang at the restaurant, today we’re having pork knuckles." Lu Jiang loves at all year round, no matter the season.
Seeing the shiny, bright braised pork knuckles, Feng Qingxue suddenly felt like they truly returned to their past, recalling the thrill of first eting, the innocent shyness of early interactions.
... Writing until not knowing what pregnancy nausea is, maybe writing is the best solution to pregnancy nausea? Laughing with tears.
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